Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Election '07 and the Whore Culture

Another election day is in the books. now. All this tells me is we have one year to go in the '08 presidential race, which has been going on for six months already. I'm already tired of the Democrat side, since it's still only a matter of time before Hillary is crowned the nominee. The GOP is not much more interesting, as the front runner, Rudy, is bound to piss off the religious right, Mitt also will piss them off for different reasons, and Fred Thompson is showing all the vitality of a pre-Viagra Bob Dole. So I'm going to reserve judgment until the actual primaries start. Until then, I'll just stick to talking about interesting shit. Off-year elections just give me a reason to be apathetic.

Now onto the subject of the day. There's a small outcry here in Ohio over a High School Football coach who had a drunken party and a 19-year-old cheerleading coach who posed topless with one of her 15-year-old students. Rightfully, the adults are out on their asses. But other than the more conservative media, the story isn't getting lots of play. It's tame. When I, with a simple Google search for boobs, can get these results: Results 1 - 10 of about 40,600,000 for boobs {xxxxxxx]. (0.10 seconds). The image search results were similar: Results 1 - 20 of about 2,570,000 for boobs [xxxxxxx]. (0.12 seconds). So a couple of girls who appear to be about the same age with meaty mammaries aren't enough to really shock an awe in the internet age.

Think about this: Our poster children today are Paris Hilton, Britney Spears, Lindsay Lohan, and the rest of the skank brigade. Then there's the list of teachers, starting with Mary Kay Letourneau up to the whore that ran her illegal immigrant (more on the illegals later) preteen lover back to Mexico last week. Add to that the cornucopia of porn that is available on the internet today, the focus on sex in everything in the media. I know, I grew up with the demistification of sex. I was pretty innocent until college, but after that, things got really crazy. Now that I'm a father, I find myself looking at everything out there and wondering how I'm going to navigate my kids through this shit.

Now I'm not going to say we need to get back to the days of Leave it to Beaver (I think there's a porn version of that out there too) but when every media outlet is locked into every Britney antic, half the population wants to get birth control for 11-year-olds, and the majority are too damned lazy to get off their asses on election day in a presidential year when this kind of shit is getting out of control, then we've forgotten what we are as a country.

However, here's my short list of solutions:
1. Parents should probably immerse themselves in their children's choice of media, be it TV, internet, game, or music. Then talk about it and don't nitpick if somebody says "fuck" once. Instead, look at it from a broad perspective.
2. As a backup, limit the TV and movies a little, filter your internet, and set guidelines that let the kids be kids. Then when they try to be adults, drop the hammer on their asses.
3. There's a time and a place to experiment with different things. It's called college. (Thanks to South Park for that one.) However, what you do in college may haunt you later. Ask Bill Clinton and George W Bush about that one. Or just find the girls on Girls Gone Wild when they're in their 30's.
4. Family time is good. That's what Sunday is about. Football is only four months of the year. That leaves eight. Also, football can be a family activity.

Now you will have to excuse me. I believe I have a search for "boobs" to take care of....

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